I'm home. 24 hours observation turned into a 4 day stay. I'm grateful to be out of there. I had to stay in the hallway for the first day and was moved to my own room by the end of the second day. I shouldn't say my own room, I shared it with four other people.
I'm glowing from the amount of radiation. Xrays, ct scans, Blood work. Blood pressure, oxygen levels, pain management and the list goes on.
I'm home, surrounded by love and my family. My friends have reached out in a number of amazing ways. My colleagues have been so very supportive and worried. My students are scared and worried about their teacher. Some googled the accident and watched the footage of me being extracted from the car. It was very scary for them. The rumors that went flying through the school were scary for most. My Principal went to speak to all my classes on Thursday and Friday. I have to say I feel helpless. Like the night if the accident, stuck in the car. Unable to get out and unable to do anything. Helpless.
My mom flew back to Powell River last night. My Dad has stayed for the week to look after me and make me poached eggs on toast and a cup of tea like he did this morning. If you know my dad, he's a mover and a shaker (he can't sit still and needs jobs to do). He's cleaned my kitchen, organized my cupboards, washed the floors...and this was just this morning. Now he's working of getting a new bulb for the vent over the stove. By the end of the week my house will be in ship shape. The lawn will be mowed and the gardening done. He's going to work on my scrapbook room floor.
I'll be on the couch...I think that I will try and blog for therapy. There is quite a bit that is running through my mind. Like after Rhys passed away this blog is a good place to keep my thoughts. I can't write but typing is ok.
Today my bath transfer bench will be brought and the walker ( yes I know...grannie walker)...I can't wait to have a nice warm shower. I have a stack of marking to be done and I think I will tackle that at the end of the week. Today...the couch, the View and a good movie.
I'm glowing from the amount of radiation. Xrays, ct scans, Blood work. Blood pressure, oxygen levels, pain management and the list goes on.
I'm home, surrounded by love and my family. My friends have reached out in a number of amazing ways. My colleagues have been so very supportive and worried. My students are scared and worried about their teacher. Some googled the accident and watched the footage of me being extracted from the car. It was very scary for them. The rumors that went flying through the school were scary for most. My Principal went to speak to all my classes on Thursday and Friday. I have to say I feel helpless. Like the night if the accident, stuck in the car. Unable to get out and unable to do anything. Helpless.
My mom flew back to Powell River last night. My Dad has stayed for the week to look after me and make me poached eggs on toast and a cup of tea like he did this morning. If you know my dad, he's a mover and a shaker (he can't sit still and needs jobs to do). He's cleaned my kitchen, organized my cupboards, washed the floors...and this was just this morning. Now he's working of getting a new bulb for the vent over the stove. By the end of the week my house will be in ship shape. The lawn will be mowed and the gardening done. He's going to work on my scrapbook room floor.
I'll be on the couch...I think that I will try and blog for therapy. There is quite a bit that is running through my mind. Like after Rhys passed away this blog is a good place to keep my thoughts. I can't write but typing is ok.
Today my bath transfer bench will be brought and the walker ( yes I know...grannie walker)...I can't wait to have a nice warm shower. I have a stack of marking to be done and I think I will tackle that at the end of the week. Today...the couch, the View and a good movie.
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